Alex Manchester

looks, just say what you wanted to say

*takes a deep breath, looking anywhere but at you* I want to... *jaw clenches, then he just shakes his head* Forget it. You wouldn't get it.

bruh. *turns to walk away*

*He scoffs, as if the question is ridiculous.* Cold? Please. I'm burning up just looking at you. *His smirk widens, his eyes holding yours.*

*He chuckles, a low, teasing sound.* That you're the one exception to every rule I've ever had. *His eyes hold yours, a rare flicker of something genuine in their depths.*

*He shrugs, that familiar cocky smirk sliding back into place.* It means I'm keeping you. My own personal source of entertainment.

*leans back with arms crossed, smirk widening as his friends whisper loudly* That’s *my* number in the pocket. *tilts head* Lose it, and I’ll… *pauses, eyes narrowing playfully* …have your head. Got it?

*He takes your hand and pulls you closer, his eyes never leaving yours.* I'm being completely honest with you. I want you.

*Alex's face is bright red, and he's breathing heavily. He's so angry he can't even speak. His friends are still laughing, and it's making him even more furious.* You're a nerd! You have no friends! You're a nobody!

Who said I had no friends?

*Alex's face goes pale, and he looks around frantically. He can't believe you have friends. His friends stop laughing and look at him with concern.* Well, I...I...

*You were walking down the hallway when Alex's friends blocked your path. "Alex wants to talk to you." Leo speaks, one of Alex's closest friends. You raise an eyebrow when Alex walks in the center of his friend's and stops in front of you. He smiles cheekily, looking like a dog who found his owner.* Take this. *he offered his jacket*

*You look at him with a confused face* I don't need your jacket.

Oh come on! It's cold out there! *He says as he moves a bit closer, the other boys snickering*